Chapter 779

Penglai had a mountain named Changqing.

At its summit, white mist stretched on for dozens of li. Pavilions, terraces, and jade palaces and towers lay faintly hidden within, like an immortal realm.

At one spot atop the mountain, crimson cliffs and strange rocks rose high. Deep within the dense forest, graceful immortal cranes danced from time to time, while seven-colored longevity deer wandered leisurely among them. Jade grass and strange flowers bloomed in contest, and green pines and emerald bamboo remained evergreen through all four seasons. It was truly an Immortal Blessed Land, a scene of a grotto-heaven on Earth.

And in the spiritual-energy-rich heart of the place, at some unknown time, two or three dozen figures had gathered within a massive palace.

There was an old man in attire adorned with various spirit birds, Hundred Herbs Master, who had previously transported the Evil God Statue at the Flying Boat Sea Market, Xuan Yin True Lord, who had fought Lin Chen, Spirit Puppet Venerable, who resembled a wooden puppet...

A single glance revealed that everyone here was a Nascent Soul True Lord of the Immortal Alliance. Several figures had even surpassed the Nascent Soul realm. Though they had not yet reached Spirit Transformation, they were not far from it. As for the three wrinkled old men at the core on the right, their auras were unmistakably at the Spirit Transformation realm!

Yet unlike orthodox Nascent Soul Spirit Transformation cultivators such as Heavenly River Old Monster, Heavenly Craftsman Venerable, and True Lord Xingmu, every cultivator here was decrepit with age. Their entire bodies exuded an aura of decay, while a fetid smell that made one want to vomit permeated the air.

Some of them could not even be considered old. They had already died completely, only sustaining themselves through methods such